Sex-ed after school

A group of four approach the bar. They become six, then nine, then fifteen. They've taken over two-thirds of the bar. Some are here to drink. Others are content to ask for water refills. I'm trying to maintain my patience. One of the women shrieks at her friends,

"I want nothing to do with your masturbation conversation!"

I do. A guy notices my obvious interest and explains,

"Oh it's nothing. We're all teachers and the fifth graders had sex-ed today."

I've been there.

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